Love is the scent with the lotus born.
It is the silent choirs of petals
Singing the winter’s harmony of uniform beauty.
Love is the song of the soul, singing to God.
It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets – sun and moon lit
Well, that’s because I copied Transformers (Rise of the Machines) forgive me,..but I had to get your attention…
Onward and upward to the point of this post then…
(woot! woot!)
Well, before I get blasted for saying “rise of the cool yogi” what I mean by that is, when I was first getting involved in yoga I had a fear that fitting in with my fellow yogis meant wearing patchouli oil, not drinking my favorite wine and speaking barely above a whisper…(and a breathy one at that!)
In fact, I think this video is really proof of the fact that yogis are quite stylin’ these days! (and by stylin’ I mean we are setting trends and taking names, but don’t let it go to your head yogis…remember? No ego!)
It makes me want to boogie around my living room wearing my stunner shades, a bandana, Spiritual Gangster clothes (of course!) and maybe even a mustache!
(and, sometimes I do,… mustache included,…video to follow!)
The Dream Song
I live my life like a dream
And create my own reality
I close my eyes when I sleep
And keep them wide open when I dream
Nothing is out of reach
My fantasies are handed to me
It feels like magic
Some good, some tragic
Life is not what it seems
So I get to choose what to believe
To find the truth inside of me
I live my life like a dream